Your growth and reputation matters

Whenever my  words hurt you,
Pierce your soul,
They in fact kill mine,
With double intensity.

Do you wonder how?
Do not be surprised,
Its because you are in my soul,
As an inseparable vibration of my vein,     
An indistinguishable breath of my heart.

May one question rise in your heart,
Then why do I use such words those hurt.

I wanted the gold in you to become purified,
So I burn you in fire,
I wanted the aroma in you to spread,
 In the atmosphere so I opened the bottle.

Parents often scold their children,
Don't they love them?
No, its only love that persuade them,
To do so.
I want your growth, reputation,
Its up to understand or misunderstand me. 

YOU

You may or may not understand,
How significant you are to me,
But I would never hesitate,
To acknowledge what you are to me.

The success I achieved,
The happiness I obtained,
The spiritual heaven I dwell in,
The emotions those begin to flow inside my soul,
The pleasure of living in those emotions, 
 Are all only because of you.

My such happy state of mind,
Happens just because of your pious persona,
Just because of your kind discourse.

You may or may not talk,
We may or may not meet,
I would remain thankful,
Ever to you.

Blunders and sins

One can recover from the damages,

 Done by one's blunders,

By changing one's path,

And still become successful.

But can't get rid of,

From the impact of sins committed,

One will have to face the results,

Of such crimes, sooner or later.

To err is man, so there is always,

A chance of rectification.

But sins, no one compels one to do,

So the ways of evading there out come,

Does not exist.

 

Love is an aroma

Love does not mean,
Talking to each other,
Meeting with each other,
Or even more than that.

The aroma of love exists,
Even in silence, in physical absence,
Its a spiritual attachment remains intact,
Even in physical detachment. 

Because love means,
Someone is there, who is mine, 
And she thinks I am hers
She vibrates in me eternally,
And feels my presence in her soul all the time.
Someone owns me and I own her,

Love is  all about,
Dwelling in one's thought,
Settling in one's dream.

To become happy

To become happy,
I can't go to a dance bar,
I can't give you fake appreciations.
I can't do anything or everything,
To become happy.
Because to become happy,
Is not the goal of my life,
Not a bend of my soul.

Rather, to remain pious, truthful,
Straightforward  and humble,
Is the sole object of my existence,
Is the way of my living.

So I preferred to move away,
From everything and everyone,
And sit down in solitude,
To offer some prayers,
To him, who created and nurtures me.

Here I  am happy and I know,
This pleasure is eternal.

ଜନ୍ମାଷ୍ଟମୀ

ତୋ ଛାମୁରେ ଆଜି ତୋ ଜନ୍ମ ଦିନରେ
                ଯାଚକ ହୋଇ ମୁଁ  ପାତିଛି ହାତ,
ହସ୍ତ ତୋଳି ଦେବୁ ଯେବେ ମୋ ମାଗୁଣି
              ହୋଇବ ତୋହର ଚିତ୍ତ ସମ୍ମତ ।  

ଏ ପୂଣ୍ୟ ଦିନରେ 
          ହୃଦ ମଣ୍ଡପରେ
             ବିରାଜିବୁ ନନ୍ଦସୁତ,
କରି ବଡ ଆଶା 
      ତୋ ଠାରେ ଭରସା
           ଚାହିଁଛି  ମୁଁ ତୋର ପଥ। 

ନୁହେଁ ମୁଁ ପବିତ୍ର
          ଅବା ତୋ ଭକତ
             ମୁଁ ଏକ ନଗଣ୍ୟ ଭୃତ୍ୟ,
ନିଜ ବଡ ପଣେ
        ଆସିବୁ ମୋ ମନେ
            କରି ସେନେହ କିଞ୍ଚିତ । 

ଜାଣି ମୋ ଭାବକୁ
        ମୋ ଚିତ୍ତ ଠାବକୁ 
            କରିବୁ ତୁ ପୂଣ୍ୟ ପ୍ଳୁତ,
ଧରି ତୋ ଚରଣ 
         ଯାଇ ମୁଁ ଶରଣ 
               ଦେବି ପୀରତି ପ୍ରଭୁତ ।  

ତୁମ ବାଙ୍କ ଚାହାଣି 2

ନନ୍ଦସୁତ କୃଷ୍ଣ ଗୋପାଳମଣି,
ବଡ ଶୁଭ ତୁମ ବାଙ୍କ ଚାହାଣି
ନନ୍ଦସୁତ କୃଷ୍ଣ ଗୋପାଳମଣି,
ଯାହାଠାରେ ତୁମ ଦିବ୍ୟ ଦୃଷ୍ଟି ଗଲା ପଡି,
ବଦଳିଗଲା ତା ଭାଗ୍ୟ କାହାଣୀ,
ନନ୍ଦସୁତ କୃଷ୍ଣ ଗୋପାଳମଣି ।

ସଖା ପଣେ ବରି ଅର୍ଜୁନ,
ତୋ ଚରଣେ ଯାଇ ଶରଣ, 
ସମର୍ପିଲା ତୋ ଠାରେ ମନ,
ତୋତେ ମାନି ଶ୍ରୀନରାୟଣ, 
ଭକତି ଭାବରେ କଲା ଯେବେ ତୋତେ ପ୍ରୀତ
ପାଇଲା ଗୀତାର ଅମୃତ ବାଣୀ। 
ନନ୍ଦ ସୁତ କୃଷ୍ଣ ଗୋପାଳ ମଣି,
ବଡ ଶୁଭ ତୁମ ବାଙ୍କ ଚାହାଣି ।

ସୁଦମାର କପାଳ ବାମ, 
ଭିକ୍ଷାବୃତି ଜୀବନ କର୍ମ, 
ଭକ୍ତି କରି ପରମ ଧର୍ମ,
ଶ୍ରଦ୍ଧାଭରେ ଜପିଲା ନାମ, 
ବାଲ୍ୟସଖାଠାରେ କରି ତୁମେ କୃପା ଦୃଷ୍ଟି,
ଦେଖାଇ ଦେଲ ହେ ତୁମ କରଣି,
ନନ୍ଦ ସୁତ କୃଷ୍ଣ  ଗୋପାଳ ମଣି,
ବଡ ଶୁଭ ତୁମ ବାଙ୍କ ଚାହାଣି ।

ଅତି ଅକିଞ୍ଚନ ତୋ ଦାସ,
ତୋ ଠାରେ ତା ଦୃଢ ବିଶ୍ଵାସ,
ହୋଇ ନିରୁପାୟ  ହେ ଈଶ,
ତୋ କୃପାରେ କରିଛି ଆଶ,
ରଖି ତା ବିଶ୍ଵାସ ବାରେ କୃପା ଦୃଷ୍ଟି ଫେଇ, 
ପୋଛିଦିଅ ତାର ଆଖିରୁ ପାଣି,
ନନ୍ଦ ସୁତ କୃଷ୍ଣ  ଗୋପାଳ ମଣି,
ବଡ ଶୁଭ ତୁମ ବାଙ୍କ ଚାହାଣି।